Theodora’s POV

Dinner was silent except for the scraping of silverware on my mom’s good plates.

Awkward.

My entire crew lined the dining room table, aside from Mads, who took his portion to the barn to get a head start on repairs. Javier was sitting between Ellie and Benji, tentatively eating dinner. Cutting into the roast and vegetables.

It smelled delicious, but I was too busy staring my dad down. Waiting for him to say something, but he ...